today

sometimes i have nothing to write
i look at the clock
as it pushes me towards the door
think…. think……
will there be words to fill the void
the minutes ticking louder
the pressure getting higher
nothing in there
well at least not easily accessible
time reminds me i have to go
so this is it
this is all i have today
tomorrow….
will be another today

Published in: poetry | on May 28th, 2008 |
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